Some of my friends are metaphors

By: Konnor S

He is the runner on the street

He is the skinny tree

He is the sweat dripping from the helmet

He is the nice caring son

He is the strong brick

He is the wiz of air that passes my face

He is the grass on a warm summer day

He is the couch downstairs

He is the Xbox running all day long

He is my best friend!